Fighting the Drittsekk

  • Escalation of hostilities

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Tuesday 8/10, Wednesday 8/10 - both work days; nothing much else to say.

    The title refers to Thursday 1 April - my second visit to the Christie.

    It was almost as if the Dritsekk knew it had been rumbled. All week I'd been experiencing lots of pain and more bleeding - as if it were saying to me "I know you know about me now, so cop a load of THIS!"

    It's an evil thing and I want it GONE.

    The kidney…

  • More steady progress

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Sunday started as a 7/10 day and ended as a 9/10 day - I felt pretty tired in the morning but perked up in the afternoon (probably because it involved going out for a cup of coffee and a slice of cake!!)

    Today is a 9/10 day. Went to work - short hours (11am - 3pm) as per usual now - which is suiting me really well. The care I'm getting from work is amazing; they're bending over backwards to ensure I don't feel stressed…

  • A step forward, albeit slowly

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    The CT scan on Wednesday was OK. Well, the scan itself was fine, like being photocopied by a ring doughnut. The stuff they gave me to drink beforehand was vile - a mix of aniseed, rusty iron and marmite flavoured with orange (ugh) but I know it was so's my bowel would show up more clearly on the scan, so it had to be done. Still vile, though.

    Wednesday was a 7 out of 10 day - felt quite tired.

    Christie Hospital for…

  • I want to get on with it!!!!!

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    My appointments are tomorrow and Thursday so it's not as if I have long to wait. But there's a gap between the introductory appointment at the Christie and then starting radio/chemo and it's playing on my mind.

    I know they have to plan my treatment with the benefit of the scans. I know they can't just rush into it.

    And yet......

    Part of me wants treatment to begin. Now I know the Drittsekk is within…

  • Weekend Over, Fight Begins.

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I've just logged in here after an emotion-packed weekend to find that a number of people have commented on my blog. I'm really touched and grateful - knowing I'm not alone and there are fellow fighters/family members standing with me gives me strength. Thank you.

    Mum arrived on Friday to find me still in bed. In all honesty I was feeling a bit too sorry for myself. She let me be for a while, but then gently…